A sea of white and red,
filled with crazed waves,
roaring and screaming,
red-faced and violent.
A single held breath,
as they unite in anticipation,
of what may be
their greatest hope coming true.
All dependent on eleven men,
hyped beyond belief,
carrying a nation on their shoulders,
they try desperately to live up to the hope.
A string of passes,
a slew of missed chances,
and soon enough,
the ball is in the back of the wrong net.
The anticipation dies,
replaced by bitter reality,
the sea of white and red fades,
as England lose yet again.
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